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Elena’s POV

I turned sharply, startled by the touch.

Rick stood there, hands in his jacket pockets, his eyes holding that familiar spark of mischief… and something deeper.

“Rick?” I blinked. “What the hell are you doing here?”

He smirked. “That’s how you greet me now?”

“It’s late,” I said c...

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